The tall man in black fur slowly walked into the hall, and the candlelight in the hall reflected his angular face.

This is a face that is firm, cold, like a blade. Everyone who sees this face will feel that this person's heart must be as strong as iron, and his eyes are extremely indifferent, as if there is nothing in this world worth his attention.

Di Qianshan, this is a well-known name in China. Although this name gradually disappeared from people's sight since the destruction of the Holy Fire Sect, it was known to everyone at that time that he had concluded the alliance of the six northern sects and tied dozens of sects of all sizes to the same chariot until this chariot crushed the Western Regions Holy Fire Sect that had caused trouble.

After his success, he disappeared from people's sight. No one knew that he had another identity - the Northern God of Wealth Pavilion.

"Lao Wu, what's the current situation of the God of Wealth?"

Shao Zhengye made a gesture of asking for help.

However, Di Qianshan did not go to his hands, but pulled out a taller chair and sat on it, and the chair made a "squeak" sound.

Shao Zhengye's hands usually have his subordinates' seats in the theater city. Di Qianshan is on par with him, and even higher than his and Yan Shi's status. Naturally, he will not sit in that position like his subordinates.

Now, he was sitting on the chair with a head taller than Shao Zhengye. The maid next to him didn't know whether he should serve him tea, so he could only look at Shao Zhengye with help.

Shao Zhengye didn't care about this detail, and gently brushed his sleeves to signal her to serve tea.

Di Qianshan took the tea and did not taste it carefully. He drank it like a whale swallowing a cow and said, "The Lord of the Pavilion was injured and was in the snow of thousands of mountains and the cold river in the ten miles. This was our good opportunity, but in a few days ago, the eldest, the sixth brother died, and the fourth brother was injured. If he acted rashly at this time, the Lord of the Pavilion may not be able to withstand it. We may succeed, but once the magician took the opportunity to counterattack, we will be helpless."

"There is no way, I can only wait."

"The fourth brother is involved in the fortune, and even he is injured?"

Master Yan’s way.

Di Qianshan said: "No matter how good the fourth brother is, he can still defeat the Pavilion Master's two bodies? Even the Pavilion Master can only narrowly defeat the Wuji Taoist Master. No matter how strong the fourth brother is, can he still turn to the sky?"

Master Yan smiled and said, "So, it is not easy for Lao Wu to escape without any hesitation."

Shao Zhengye also smiled faintly.

Di Qianshan snorted coldly: "Master's plan, don't you just want to know my injury? Let me tell you the truth, I also suffered a palm by the Master Wuji, and I was secretly in trouble. What do you think? Kill me, go to the north to find a small country to be the national teacher, and continue to enjoy your incense on earth?"

"Ha, I'm afraid my lips are gone and my teeth are cold. The eight gods of wealth have always been in harmony with each other. Anyone with eyes can tell, but if my second, third, and fourth brother are dead, you and the seventh brother can fight against the Pavilion Master? Have you fought against the Wuji Taoist Master? Get this huge China?"

"Hey", Master Xingce shook his head and said, "The Wu said this, "The Wu said this, but my lips were gone, how could I not understand the truth that my teeth were cold? But now I am in a dilemma. If you advance, you cannot take on the main lever of the God of Wealth Pavilion. If you retreat, you will become increasingly rifty with the Lord of the Pavilion. In the future, the Lord of the Pavilion will not be able to tolerate us. But you can't wait. The Nine Treasures of the Immortals and the Demon Master of Duobao Tower are in the bright spot, and we are already in a strife with us. Zhuang Jiang is in the dark, and the evil people may step into Guanzhong at any time. It's difficult, it's difficult."

Di Qianshan laughed and said, "It's difficult? Master Yan, who has made no mistakes, will have a difficult day? When did you plan to plot against the theater city, where did you go for ten strategies? After ten years of endurance, secretly dormant, where did you go for the courage to plot against the Pavilion Master?"

"I don't know what the master is like, but what I know is that if this continues, the entire Shenzhou will be taken into the trap by the Master Wuji."

"Only this move, after crossing the sea of ​​misery to Zhongzhou, nearly 30% of the masters were taken back by the Master Wuji. With the master's magical powers, we can only protect the God of Wealth Pavilion. Until now, we still don't know the origin of this Master Wuji."

"Lao Qi, Lao Ba, you must know something."

Di Qianshan's eyes seemed to be wandering, but he never left Shao Zhengye and Shi Xingce's faces for a moment.

Shao Zhengye shook his head and said, "I know very little about this person, Lao Ba and I only know that he is related to the ancient Taoist sect."

Master Yan said: "No matter how many there are, I can't detect it. Lao Qi and I have a lot of eyeliners, but there is not even one who can enter the Seven Kingdoms resentment land and the Demon-Sealing Platform."

Di Qianshan's eyes suddenly turned, looked straight at them, and sneered: "So, even you are helpless. Just waiting for the Lord Wuji to sweep across the country, the God of Wealth Pavilion collapsed, and the eight Gods of Wealth followed and died one by one?"

Shao Zhengye waved his hand and said, "Old Wu, the first time the Lord of the Wealth God Pavilion established the Pavilion Master was to unify the country and the world was harmonious; and the Eight Gods of Wealth Gods wanted to seek great achievements in China, and their ambitions were different, so they felt a estrangement. At first, the Eight Gods of Wealth helped the Lord defeat Duobao Tower, and involved in the four parts of China, making great contributions, but what we wanted was different from the Lord of the Pavilion Master. The Eight Gods of Wealth are not happy under the pressure of the Pavilion Master, otherwise why did I and the Eight Lord have to endure it until now?"

"Now, the Master Wuji has emerged, and the demon master and the evil man are ready to move. They have their own plans, but no one dares to say that they can laugh to the end."

Master Yan smiled and said, "Since Emperor Xuanyuan ascended to heaven, the great wilderness has become a state of China, changing the world, and the world has lost its deer, and the heroes have chased it together. But to say who can really unify China, no one will believe that the God of Wealth Pavilion, Duobao Tower, and the Demon-Sealing Platform... are all huddled in a corner, without any of them being the king's aura."

"If you want to unify the country, you must not be talented and beautiful. People who are unprecedented and unparalleled cannot do it. In the past, there was Xuanyuan of the Great Desolation and Ziwei Emperor of the Immortal Realm. This is the real king's power and the emperor's posture; although the Pavilion Master is naturally gifted and has unique ways to practice, he is innately flawed. The demon master thinks that his wisdom is beyond the world and has no choice but to attach himself to others. As for the Taoist Master Wuji, he has not even passed his own disaster, so what to do about sweeping the eight wildernesses and swallowing the six worlds."

"Lao Wu, I have been waiting for so many years. Are you still afraid of waiting for a while?"

Di Qianshan said: "Wait? The teacher's strategy, but we can't wait for it if you personally."

Shi Xingce shook his head and said with a smile: "If you only look at the East Wins of China, it is naturally not the best strategy, but the world is so big, how can it be just one China?"

"Yeah? You...",

"We have already had the method to break the deadlock."

"Do you want to..."

"It's time to cross the Sea of ​​Ethiopia and seal the Sea of ​​Forbidden",
Chapter completed!